But I didn't come here to give you a movie review. I came here to tell you that I resisted the call of the margarita from the place next to the theater (heyyyy! where joo goin' papi? !dreeeenk me, gordito! !dreeenk meeeee!) and my only vice was a medium cherry coke. Woke up around 8:30 this morning feeling pretty fantastic, which is pretty awesome considering most Saturdays I wake up with at least a slight headache.. Sweet.
So, I decided that today would be my first weight-in, so I can measure the results of "Panek's Prohibition", and being that I want my readers to get the full "Panek Experience", I decided (against my better judgment) to post the results. Okay...here we go. Let's just get this scale going, step up there and.....
HOLY HELL!
No wonder people have been telling me to avoid motorboat propellers while eating kelp if I ever go swimming in South Florida!
Wow, knew it'd be high, but that's the biggest I've been since my days of double-fistin' foot long breakfast sandwiches at 2 am in Philly back in '99. To put it in perspective, last summer when I rode in the 1oo mile "Tour De Cure" bike ride to fight diabetes, I weighed in at a semi-svelte 216.
Well, I'm not gonna let this get me down. Dropping some tonnage is definitely one of my goals here, and eliminating the double-digit weekend drinks will go a long way to that end. Plus, it's about time to get the bike fixed and hit the trail...hopefully it can still support my enormous bulk! Na, I'm looking forward to getting in better shape. I'm still pretty young, so if I get my act together now, I don't think I'll be in danger of being mistaken for a manatee anytime soon.
Ok, time to get motivated and hit the gym. More to come...
For what it's worth, my friday night was lacking of drink as well--and I went to the Caps game last night!
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